It was too cold to spend much time in the garden this afternoon. After an hour I was ready to go back inside. The house was quiet so I sat to meditate and it was generally so boring as to not be worth writing about. Except for one thing. A quite large and gentle being settled into me. At first, I thought it was the ‘essence of doe’ that I have bumped into before. She quickly clarified that she was not. Still, she had that doe-like feminine, soft presence.
She began to move my head in an infinity pattern. After many of these rather large movements that are like a figure eight lying on its side, my nose began to lift with each successive cycle. Each time my nose lifted the infinity pattern became smaller until, when my nose was quite high, the movement became very small. Then she stopped moving my head and all was still for a moment. Then she ‘said’ to me, “You’re ready.” The she ‘said’ to someone else (non-physical), “She’s ready.”
Then she left.
What do you suppose I’m ready for?
Cheryl Jensen, November 30, 2020